Brothers

I babysat my brothers the other night, and while they drive me crazy, I love them. I was walking on the treadmill last night and there was a CSI type show on (I don't know which one it was, or even if it was CSI at all) about a mom who put her child up for adoption and then stole him back when he was between one and two years old and hid him so no one would be able to find him. I literally could not watch it because it was making me cry. While the lawyers and police were questioning her, they were asking her how the child felt being separated from the only parent he ever knew, and telling her she was so selfish. It was so awful because I cannot imagine how the boys would feel. The thought of them being that scared literally makes me cry. I cannot imagine how their lives would be if they did not have my parents. I hope they realize what great people my parents are when they get older.